Follow me, spread around, I want you all to hear this Join me, sit down, sit I wanna you guys something, I got story listen
I knew this named Roulette-lette-lette The woman I ever met, met, met I tried to hook it up, up But I used to fantasize about the Fuck, bust nuts, Grab the and carry it in your mouth But I'm a try to hold the microphone and turn the out And if the type of crowd that doesn't like to shout, fuck it I'll 'em something to chew on, something to talk about Snap, crackle pop rock, never had a Don't never wanna blow up, cause I never fall off to that vacant lot, next to the weed spot Sits a head shop, beneath a tree watching peace So let me a round of applause So maybe I can persuade lady out of her bra (come on baby)
and gentlemen... We now ask that you give a warm Minnesota nice to MC your man on the mic, you know... Ladies and gentlemen, it up Put your hands together, put hands...
Cause if we can't do it do it apart Ain't no way we'll make it how it was at the start But a given Now within the of your vision measure the persistence How are you
smack the whack and sell 'em crack while I'm laying down my mack (I'm trying to you homeboy) I'll get sick on a trick, talking shit firm on my dick (Ayo bitch I got you need bitch, yo, yo) I make moves and get loose a camouflage goose (And juice, like what, what, what, what) Yes, yes, I stress Make a mess on the mic sipping a Becks, wearing a Cause well, you It's Rhyesayer with a razor, truck jewelry, Chuck Taylors (Yo man, that blunt kid, yo kid, kid) sharp and handgun, paid a ransom for these pants dun So step off kid you're me too close
If we can't do it do it apart Ain't no way we'll ever it how it was at the start But that's a Now within the distance of vision measure your persistence How are you
Killed all the thoughts about all the cops No longer get as off when I have to jerk my dick off I just want a mic and a and if that's asking for too much Fine, lemme just that mic and I'll be alright (I'll be alright) Stuck, between a and the sky With an to buy and I got lost in a lie Tossed them fakes out the door, I ain't your I music, can you feel it? Cool, I'm a make some more Yes, yes y'all you are now rocking with the of the mess hall In root to the basement, while Ant drives the All apologies to insulted By the repulsive vultures that fly loose I'm seduced by the impulses (By the impulses) Defense in effect, protect the rep From all forms of infliction But listen I the ripping, so fuck the friction it focus off what's the mission (Yo tell 'em the mission) To be the man on the mic, to be the man on mind To be the man that made you rewind To be that mother fucker there on that mic You what that means? That means I can show you what I you to see, see, see (See here, what you to do is follow, follow us baby Before you can... what you to do is see, see, see, see, see)
If we can't do it do it apart Ain't no way ever make it how it was at the start But that's a Now within the distance of vision measure your persistence How are you Measure persistence How are you Measure your Higher living, higher living How you Higher, higher, higher, higher, higher heaven The music's gonna take you Higher, higher, higher, higher, higher heaven The gonna take you there Higher, higher, higher, higher...